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thearena2015-06-10 10:16 am
metalicarus) wrote in thearena2015-06-10 10:16 am
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[Open] There's a devil in the church
Who| Jet and OPEN
What| The Gamemakers make sure Jet's getting punished for his actions
Where| Outside in some shade and then in the castle for the other two prompts
When| Tuesday-Thursday of Week 3
Warnings/Notes| Mentions of insanity throughout and reference to alcoholism in the last prompt. Feel free to tag any or more than one, if it interests you.
Ever since he'd been shoved into that tube still battered and bruised from the Peacekeepers, Jet had been expecting more, something awful that would rain down on him for his actions. They'd already been in the arena for nearly a month and there hadn't been much.
Sure, there were a few instances here and there, but not as much as he was expecting. Of course, when the beginning of the week rolled around and he tried to tug on that damn sword and all he'd gotten was terribly sick, he had to wonder if there'd even been a point in trying; something like that, the Gamemakers were sure to prevent him from even having a shot at, why reward someone you were trying to punish? That was what he thought about all that day as he recovered and questioned his life choices.
But that too went away after a bit and he couldn't stop the feeling that there had to be something worse around the corner, something he might not even see coming. Of course, part of the punishment could be just this: making him ridiculously paranoid, but he'd be surprised if that was really all that was in store for him.
What| The Gamemakers make sure Jet's getting punished for his actions
Where| Outside in some shade and then in the castle for the other two prompts
When| Tuesday-Thursday of Week 3
Warnings/Notes| Mentions of insanity throughout and reference to alcoholism in the last prompt. Feel free to tag any or more than one, if it interests you.
Ever since he'd been shoved into that tube still battered and bruised from the Peacekeepers, Jet had been expecting more, something awful that would rain down on him for his actions. They'd already been in the arena for nearly a month and there hadn't been much.
Sure, there were a few instances here and there, but not as much as he was expecting. Of course, when the beginning of the week rolled around and he tried to tug on that damn sword and all he'd gotten was terribly sick, he had to wonder if there'd even been a point in trying; something like that, the Gamemakers were sure to prevent him from even having a shot at, why reward someone you were trying to punish? That was what he thought about all that day as he recovered and questioned his life choices.
But that too went away after a bit and he couldn't stop the feeling that there had to be something worse around the corner, something he might not even see coming. Of course, part of the punishment could be just this: making him ridiculously paranoid, but he'd be surprised if that was really all that was in store for him.
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He stuffed a last bit of food in his mouth and knocked back the water as soon as it was clear again and stood. Quietly, he moved over to Initiate, not looking at him as Initiate wouldn't look at Jet. It was even that way. His hand came up to rest on Initiate's shoulder for a split second before pulling away. That was the only contact he figured he could afford.
"Thanks again. I'll see you around, brother." He wouldn't, but it was nice to say and pretend.
He headed back for the hallway and the way to his camp, hoping the voices would stay away just a little longer.
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The hand on his shoulder brings jolts of fear not all unlike the electric shock used on him in part of making this all happen. It's suffocating. It puts a buzz on his motherfucking thinkpan.
But he closes his eyes and tries to remember the feeling all the same. He tries to remember the voice and record so no matter what they do, he'll remember this. He hopes he remembers this.
Jet leaves and the chaos in his mind settles. Rather than calm, he just finds himself feeling a little colder.
See you around, brother.